Chapter 247：

Wrapped around Guan Yu's huge phantom.

Accompanied by the vast sword light.

"Stab!"

It's like a heavenly sword coming to dust.

When that destructive blade crossed.

The frantic tornadoes around were all shattered when they encountered the blade.

There were screams, and blood mist drifted.

When the blade dissipates.

The original hundreds of tornadoes left only a dozen or so sparsely at this time, but they also tended to dim at this time.

It seems to dissipate at any time.

In other words, hundreds of Holy Land masters fell directly under Guan Yu's sword, leaving only the dozen or so people in front of them.

And at this time, they were also very embarrassed. Although they blocked the blade of destruction, they were also injured.

Blood spit out from his mouth, and his eyes were extremely dim at this time.

Even the Holy Master Huang Feng had a faint knife mark on his chest at this time.

Let the light in his eyes be on and off, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

And the people watching the battle from the outside.

It is the body fixed in place.

Never thought that such a scene would happen.

"hiss!"

The sound of sucking in the cold air resounded one after another.

Finally, looking at Lu Yu's figure, inexplicable awe flashed in his eyes.

How strong is the power behind him who can be protected by such a master.

Even Pang Lingxuan, who was beside the eldest princess, was full of brilliance in her eyes, and now it was in her eyes.

The Holy Son of Kaiyang is a lot worse than Lu Yu.

And at this time.

The Holy Master Huang Feng spoke, and he stared at Guan Yu below.

"This seat has been in the world for many years. I didn't expect to see such a master today!"

The voice was a little muffled.

And just after his voice fell.

Guan Yu said coldly.

"Don't be long-winded, look at the knife!"

When his voice sounded, the deity moved again.

The Qinglong Yanyue Saber burst out of the sky, rippling endlessly.

This time, showing the tendency of Mount Tai pressing the top, the target is the Holy Master Huang Feng.

"hold head high!"

The blue dragon beside him roared again, and the phantom behind him also slashed out the sword light.

For a time, the sky was covered with sword gangs.

At this moment, Holy Master Huang Feng had an amazing light flashing in his eyes.

As Guan Yu's blade fell, he felt endless pressure.

Do not hesitate.

He waved his palms, spreading a layer of qi on the top of his head.

I want to resist this blow.

However, if Guan Yu's attack was so easy to resist, he would not be considered a top general.

"boom!"

The moment when the sword light collided with that qi.

The astral shield above the head is like glass, and it shatters in an instant.

Then, the blade fell on top of his head.

"Stab!"

The dignified Holy Master Huang Feng fell in an instant.

Died in the battlefield, the body was directly smashed.

But at this time, Guan Yu did not stop there.

As soon as the blade turned, it swept out.

How could the people of the Yellow Wind Holy Land, who have long been terrified and inexplicable, resist such an attack.

Under the circulation of the blade, he was killed.

Guan Yu at this moment is the **** above this wasteland.

Reflecting the whole world, the legends of other people are legends after all.

But this existence, on this ancient wasteland today, hacked and killed a holy place person.

His fierceness was revealed, and he was destined to be famous on the mainland.

After killing the people of the Yellow Sand Holy Land.

Guan Yu still did not gather the momentum behind him.